Lord Demon, your family let you go home for dinner

"You showed up for me, right? I know."

Probably because of being drenched by the rain, Zero's voice was a little hoarse, he suppressed the crazily surging excitement in his throat, and stared at Sherrill who seemed a little flustered with heavy eyes: "Don't tempt them, I will get angry yes, okay?"

The heavy rain roared, and the strong smell of blood faded a lot after being washed over and over again.

Cheryl looked at the strange boy in front of him, and swallowed awkwardly.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down with his movements, and the cold raindrops slid down the beautiful Adam's apple into the rain-wet clothes.

Zero's gaze, which was fixed on his throat, then slid down.

The young man's clothes were already loose, and the wet clothes were tightly attached to his body. Against the wavy flaxen hair and the pale skin due to the rain, he looked extraordinarily slender and—attractive.

Zero laughed lightly, and the fingers that were originally placed on the young man's face slowly slid down, caressing his Adam's apple and collarbone.

The young man trembled slightly.

"So sensitive?"

[The content in the middle is banned content that does not meet the requirements]

The slender white rose is always the most moving when it is stained with blood, and the broken white rose is annihilated in an instant.

When the abuser holds a fragile life in his hands, he can clearly feel the strength of his own strength, and death and survival are just between their thoughts.

The trembling of the abused can always make people tremble, and even the soul screams with excitement.

When the holy man is pulled from the altar and infected with deadly lust, the inadvertent burst of temptation is enough to suffocate.

Especially that person is the most loyal worshiper of the god.

The torrential rain was deafening, the sky and the earth were clouded by darkness, and the cold corpses and dirty soil made the whole environment look not very beautiful.

In particular, the teenager cannot hear the voice he should hear, see the picture he should see, and touch the temperature he should touch.

He stopped his movements.

Maybe I shouldn't be so impatient.

He hugged the trembling young man and put the other's legs around his waist.Compassionately brushing away the hair covering the young man's eyes with his hand, he lowered his head and kissed the other's eyes.

"Sorry for the cold. Maybe we can move to a warmer place?"

The young man buried his head in his neck wearily, and did not make a sound.

Zero didn't care, and smiled in a good mood. With one hand, he supported his king's buttocks, and with the other hand, he took out a thick cloak from the mustard space, and then gently put it on the king's head.

The sound of the rumbling rain was much quieter under the isolation of the cloak.

But it is undeniable that the uncomfortable feeling has not subsided in the slightest.

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The weight of the young man did not affect the young man who had already started to walk at all, and he walked extraordinarily steadily.

Obviously, he's a good developer.

Because of the young man's shoulders, he finally heard the voice he dreamed of in the rainstorm.

"Um……"

Very light, very shallow.

It tugged at his heartstrings like a feather.

He smiled contentedly.